“We had a plan,” Ren hissed. “Don't look at me. Our little friend here forced my hand. She tried to commit suicide.” “Liar! I did not!” “When I found her, she was two seconds away from taking a dip without a relic,” Fisher said. “I had your ring, smart ass. I thought I did have a relic.” He eyed me over the top of his tankard, the silver around his iris shimmering as he gave me an open-mouthed smile. “Oh? You had my ring, did you? Care to recount the tale of how that came to be in your possession, Human?” “That’s irrelevant.” I glowered at him hatefully.
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